The Beautiful Love of a Tyrant and a Villain [Transmigration Book]

Being able to accurately name Qu Jing shows that Cao Cheng is very clear about why they came here, and it is good for both parties to communicate in this way.

Luo Wenge looked at Cao Cheng: "How much do you know about him?"

"I don't know much." Cao Cheng said, "He is a distant relative of Shen Jue, and the relationship is so far away that I can't find it. The reason why I know him is because I encountered trouble once and couldn't deal with it. He was entrusted by Shen Jue to help me, and at the time he only said that he had to pay back the favor, but I was in a state of desperation at the time, so I didn't go into it, and it wasn't until later that he manipulated several things secretly, and I didn't know that he was not simple."

"Do you have any evidence that he helped Shen Jue?" Luo Wenge asked.

Cao Cheng didn't speak for a while, and judging from his expression, he was still a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Luo Wenge suddenly asked: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Cao is old enough to have a son, but the young master is less than ten years old, right?"

Cao Cheng's face was snow-white, as if remembering the identities of the three people in front of him, he trembled: "I, what I did, please Luo Shaoqing not to implicate the family."

"I won't do anything to Young Master Ling, it's hard for others to say." Luo Wenge said softly.

This reminded Cao Cheng, Shen Jue couldn't catch him because he was hidden by Xiao Yulan, what about his family?

When Cao Cheng thought about it, his heart was pierced. Facing Luo Wenge, he knelt down and begged: "Luo Shaoqing, please save my family. They are innocent. What have I done all these years as an official?" , they don't know."

Luo Wenge was unmoved, squinting at the weeping Cao Cheng, and reminded gently: "Master Cao, the only one who can save them now is you."

Cao Cheng's crying stopped for a moment, his eyes flickered, and after a while, he said fiercely as if he had made up his mind: "Luo Shaoqing wants evidence of Qu Jing's actions? If you are willing to send my family out of the city, I will give them all."

This is an interesting deal, Luo Wenge felt that Cao Cheng miscalculated something.

He turned around and bent down slightly, with his arms resting on his knees naturally, and in a close posture, his voice was slightly warm and pleasant: "Master Cao, you are not qualified to negotiate terms. What I have done, it just took a little longer, and the reason why I am willing to see you is to give you a chance to save yourself. If you don't know good from bad, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Shen Jue is a man, you are better than me Be clear."

Cao Cheng's eyes showed resentment, and he gradually turned helpless as he spoke slowly.

Cao Cheng would be unwilling to hand over the evidence without asking for anything in return. For him, it would be a gold medal to save his life after all.

He was also reluctant to let his wife and children die tragically in order to save the gold medal for avoiding death.

At this moment, Cao Cheng was extremely tormented.

I really want someone to save him from the fire and water.

"If you are willing to give me the evidence, I will let someone protect your wife and children."

Such a sentence wafted into Cao Cheng's ears, instantly lighting up the world. Cao Cheng raised his head and saw Luo Wenge's beautiful face. His expression was still smiling but detached and indifferent.

Cao Cheng seemed to be grasping at the last straw, and asked in a sad voice, "Really?"

Luo Wenge pulled his lips and smiled: "I will try my best to do what I promised. If you are successful in providing evidence, I will intercede with His Majesty for you and handle it as appropriate. Then you will still be able to reunite with your family."

Cao Cheng has not done many evils in these years, most of the time he just did nothing.

If you really want to spare your life, it can still be justified.

Cao Cheng didn't dare to have too much hope for life-saving. He said in a deep voice, "I have stored the evidence in a bank. The account is opened in my wife's name. I need this jade pendant to get it."

With that said, Cao Cheng took off the jade pendant around his waist and handed it to Luo Wenge: "This is the promise between my wife and I, and her piece was left in the bank as a fulfillment. Luo Shaoqing took the jade pendant to the gathering Cai Qianzhuang, and then report my wife's name, and then you can get the evidence I collected."

Luo Wenge took it, and it was warm and smooth in his hands. It was a piece of high-quality jade with double lotus carved on it. He rubbed the flower for a moment: "What's your wife's name?"

Cao Cheng's haggard face rarely showed tenderness: "Yuan Jiaojiao."

Luo Wenge wrote it down, and looked back to give Xie Wenxuan a look.

Xie Wenxuan and Murong Yu took over the next interrogation, Luo Wenge hurried out of the palace with the jade pendant in his pocket, and went straight to Jucai Bank.

Jucai Bank is one of the most famous big banks in the city. It is located obliquely in front of Deji Hall, not far from Anfeng Tower, and the location is very good.

Luo Wenge stood in front of the Jucai Bank, this place was different from other places, there were stone lions at the door of other shops, only this one had two braves, implying that the wealth was rolling in, one could only get in and out.

It is very thoughtful for Qianzhuang to put this thing.

Seeing his gaze resting on Pixiu, Jiang Lin beside him asked in a muffled voice, "My lord, what's wrong?"

"No, I just think the owner of this bank is interesting." Luo Wenge said, carrying his clothes up the stairs.

Seeing this, Jiang Lin followed.

Luo Wenge had just arrived at the door, and before he had time to open the curtain to go in, he saw the curtain lifted from inside, revealing a face that was no longer beautiful but still charming, and a beautiful woman was standing there.

The woman didn't expect such a coincidence, someone else came from outside the curtain, first she was startled by his movements, and when she saw his appearance, her snow-white cheeks turned pink.

Seeing that it was a woman, Luo Wenge backed away again and again, letting her go out first.

This kind of politeness makes the woman's cheeks more pink, so she can't help but look at him a few more times, and walk away with small steps.

Luo Wenge hadn't looked away after the woman left, Jiang Lin stepped on his feet to take a look, and muttered in a low voice, "Young Master, why do you look at her like that? Do you think she's pretty?"

The voice was not loud, but Luo Wenge could hear every word clearly.

Luo Wenge gave Jiang Lin an angry look: "Where did I go, I was looking at that woman's dress, she was dressed brightly, and the accessories were also very exquisite."

What really made him unable to take his eyes back was the jade pendant hanging from the woman's waist, which could not be seen clearly.

He always felt that he had seen that thing somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he had to give up.

"I don't see you being so clever in doing things on weekdays? Go quickly." He said.

Jiang Lin rubbed his head foolishly, thinking that what he said was right on his mind, and that he would be able to brag to Luo An when he went back.

Luo Wenge went into the bank and went up to the counter.

The person sitting in front of the counter and dressed as a shopkeeper looked at him disapprovingly, then turned his gaze back, and after recognizing who he was, he panicked: "This, my lord, my lord is here, did the villain do something wrong?"

"No, I'm here to sample something." Luo Wenge raised his hand and pressed it, signaling the shopkeeper not to be afraid.

Normally, the shopkeeper likes to listen to random things, and has collected a lot of scripts, and knows about the court officials, so when he suddenly saw Luo Wenge, he thought that the other party came to seize it, and he was terrified.He spoke with trembling voices: "I, I don't know what my lord wants to take?"

"The head of the household is Yuan Jiaojiao, use this jade pendant to testify." Luo Wenge said, putting the jade pendant on the table and pushing it over.

The shopkeeper was surprised when he saw Yupei, and said bluntly: "This man just left, didn't your lord meet a beautiful woman at the door?"

Luo Wenge's pupils shrank slightly, remembering where he had seen the jade pendant around the woman's waist, wasn't it the same as the one in his hand?

I was still really dizzy, and the person ran away right in front of my eyes.

Luo Wenge frowned and asked, "She took everything away?"

The shopkeeper was afraid of being involved, so he hurriedly said: "Yes, there is no one left, and she took it away."

"I see." Luo Wenge's face darkened, he grabbed the jade pendant and walked out.

Jiang Lin sincerely felt that the matter was serious, and instead of walking slowly, he turned it into a trot: "Master, why don't we go directly to Cao Cheng's house? She can't even go home after taking things."

"She should have left Cao Cheng last night and took the child with her. She didn't wait for the news of Cao Cheng's return all night, so she came to pick up things."

"Then what do we do now?"

"Go to Deji Hall, everyone is here, go find Han Zhi." Luo Wenge said, and turned into Deji Hall.

As he said, Han Zhi is indeed here.

The Deji Hall is closed today, and there is no one else in the hall. Han Zhi will be here to dispense medicines. There are many strange pills in the Linjiang Tower, all of which were made by Han Zhi, so it may be possible to catch Protector Han here. quite high.

When Luo Wenge found Han Zhi, the other party was wearing an apron and busy with a pile of medicinal materials. Seeing him, he was slightly startled: "The landlord?"

"Protector Han." Luo Wenge nodded in greeting.

Han Zhi put down the medicinal ingredients, and went over to salute with fists in his hands: "What's the landlord's order?"

Luo Wenge said succinctly: "Help me find out the news about Cao Cheng's original partner, Yuan Jiaojiao, and then find out where this woman is."

"The host will wait for a moment, and the subordinates will go right away." After Han Zhi finished speaking, he turned and went up to the second floor.

After about half a cup of tea, Han Zhi came down and handed over a thin piece of paper: "Yuan Jiaojiao is Cao Cheng's child bride-in-law since childhood. Anyone who knows the couple well knows that Yuan Jiaojiao is Cao Cheng's parents who grew up in the border area. It was picked up by the town, and the subordinates found out that this woman was clearly a spy from the royal family of Northern Xinjiang, and was sent to lurk beside the important officials in the court to collect information, and when necessary, use her body as a bait to assassinate the important officials."

That is to say, what he wanted fell into the hands of the northerners.

Luo Wenge thought of the two mysterious people who robbed the women's daughters in front of the Dali Temple that day. The unidentified people were probably the northern Xinjiang royal family.

Was it really an accident that the other party ventured into the city and acted so high-profile?

Luo Wenge felt that the water in Changle City was becoming more and more muddy, so he asked, "Have you found out where the person is?"

"It's on Xuanwu Street. Young Master told us to watch the courtyard where we won't be found." Han Zhi replied in a low voice.

Isn't that courtyard the hiding place of the two northerners?

Yuan Jiaojiao is really a meticulous work arranged by the Northern Xinjiang people earlier, and the Shen party may not be clean, which is really a headache.

"Did you finish what I told you a few days ago?"

Han Zhi nodded, but he still didn't understand: "My subordinates don't quite understand why the landlord wants to frame Xu Yingping to kill you, and they don't understand why the landlord wants to use this golden cicada to get out of their shells. Don't you want a great cause?"

Luo Wenge's expression remained the same, but his voice was slightly cool: "There will be troubles in the court, and my foundation is not too stable. It is very easy to be self-defeating if I take the lead rashly. Let's hide our strengths and bide our time for a while, and play by ear."

Han Zhi could hear his displeasure, so he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He bowed his head and said, "This subordinate understands that all the landlord's preparations have been properly arranged, but if Xu Yingping takes action, he will be the real culprit who killed the landlord."

"Okay, let people continue to stare at the small courtyard, and," Luo Wenge paused, thinking of the traitors found in the building that day, his brows and eyes were cold, "Bring that person to send a threatening letter to King Chun .”

"Your subordinates obey." Han Zhi said.

Luo Wenge folded the tissue paper and put it into his sleeve, looking at the mess everywhere: "Guardian Han, keep busy."

Seeing him walking towards the door, Han Zhi bowed his head and saluted: "Respectfully send the landlord off."

Leaving Deji Hall, Jiang Lin asked again: "My lord, where are we going now?"

Luo Wenge didn't stop walking, with a cold expression on his face: "Go back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate."

Xie Wenxuan and Murong Yu should have returned after the interrogation of Cao Cheng. The incident happened suddenly on his side, so he should go back and discuss the solution with the two.

Before he had gone too far, an arrow shot across the sky, fast and accurate, and came towards Luo Wenge's heart.

Jiang Lin's expression changed drastically, and he grabbed Luo Wenge's arm: "Young Master, be careful."

With the other hand, he raised his sword to block it, and just turned the sword like a flower to shoot down the arrow.

The arrow clanged to the ground, but Luo Wenge didn't react too much, and looked straight at the tail of the arrow.

Jiang Lin had never met someone who dared to attack Luo Wenge in the blue sky, but this was the first time he had encountered it today, and while he was angry, he still wanted to know who was so bold.

When Jiang Lin's nerves were still tense, Luo Wenge behind him patted the opponent's shoulder, pointed at the arrow on the ground: "Take it up and show me."

Jiang Lin's voice was still tense: "My lord, it's dangerous."

Luo Wenge laughed and said, "It's okay, if you really wanted to kill me, you wouldn't use wax to make arrows."

After being reminded by him, Jiang Lin lowered his head and saw the arrow that was deflected by the sword. For a moment, Jiang Lin felt insulted.

Luo Wenge couldn't comprehend the anger of the master being despised. Seeing that Jiang Lin was still standing still, he walked around the opponent, bent down to pick up the arrow, took off the carrying envelope, and threw the arrow into Jiang Lin's arms.

"Take it back and let Xie Wenxuan take a look."

Jiang Lin said with a dull face, "Young Master, aren't you afraid at all?"

"Assassinating an imperial official in the street, no one would have the guts." Luo Wenge said while opening the letter, "Unless someone wants to expose himself."

Jiang Lin pinched the soft arrowhead and turned it upside down to look at it again: "This is a very common arrow, Mr. Xie can't see anything, right?"

After reading the letter, Luo Wenge kneaded into balls, and his complexion was not too good-looking: "He can, Jiang Lin, you go to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to find Xie Wenxuan, and ask him to take someone to the small courtyard on Xuanwu Street."

Jiang Lin froze for a moment.

Luo Wenge said again: "They asked me to meet and said that as long as I go, they will give me the Qujing evidence they took away. I will go and have a look, but I can't be unprepared. You let Xie Wenxuan arrest people."

When Jiang Lin heard that he was going to go into danger alone, he firmly disagreed: "I am the son's bodyguard, how can I report the letter and let the son go to the dangerous place alone?"

"If you don't go, then the two of us will be captured together, and the preparations we made before will be in vain. Your son and I may suffer and be beaten severely. If you go, the result will naturally be different. Luo Wenge analyzed it for Jiang Lin, and then added, "There are people around me, they can protect me well, and now I need you to help me send a letter."

Jiang Lin hesitated again and again, and in his cooling-off demeanor, he didn't dare to say anything: "Okay, I'll go right away, the young master must wait for us."

Luo Wenge thought to yourself, if you stay in ink for a while, when you bring someone here, those two people from Northern Xinjiang will also take me away.

Thinking of Jiang Lin's temperament, he felt that the other party needed more encouragement, and immediately said: "Okay, let's go."

Without even a pause, Jiang Lin quickly ran towards the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Luo Wenge picked up the ball of paper and walked towards the small courtyard of Xiangyue. On the way, he was the same as usual, when he met ordinary people who recognized him, he would reply to those who boldly came forward to say hello, and was quite approachable.

The location of the small courtyard is remote, and no one can be seen on the empty street behind. Against the background of dead trees and snow, this place looks particularly gloomy.

Luo Wenge stopped at the gate of the courtyard, raised his sleeves and buttoned them lightly.

The small door was knocked open, and the majestic man with tall brows and deep eyes looked down at him slightly, and said earnestly, "Mr. Luo, please come in."

Luo Wenge went in sideways, and politely thanked: "Thank you."

"My lord, you are welcome. I should thank you for coming here." The man said again.

Luo Wenge looked at him a few more times, isn't this the person who drove the horse in front of Dali Temple that day?

At that time, this person seemed simple and honest, but in fact he was eloquent and eloquent, and his martial arts were still high. It was no accident that he was the general of Beijiang.

He saw it through but didn't tell the truth, and followed the people into the courtyard.

After walking two steps, the man explained himself, with an accent that was obviously foreign: "Master Luo probably doesn't know me. I'm from northern Xinjiang, and my name is Jibuha."

If the other party says he doesn't know each other, then he can pretend not to know each other.

Luo Wenge showed a little surprise: "It turned out to be a master from Northern Xinjiang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I have fought against Mr. Luo's people before. He is very powerful, on par with me. After coming to Ning Dynasty, I rarely met such a master. When I met him, I couldn't forget it. I don't know where he is now? I really want to see him again. Compete with him." Jibuha behaved generously, as if he really wanted to fight Jiang Lin.

Luo Wenge raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said with a slight smile: "I'm quite self-willed, and I can't wait for whatever I want to eat or drink. I'm not a glutton, so I want to eat the sesame seed cakes from Zhuque Street, so let him go Bought it. Wait a little longer, he should come over."

Ji Buha's eyes flickered slightly, but he was still so polite: "That's really a pity, I can't wait to have a showdown with him, you know I have few opponents in northern Xinjiang."

"Isn't the person walking with you your opponent?" Luo Wenge asked lightly with a smile.

Ji Buha's bragging accidentally flashed his tongue, and he couldn't speak for a long time due to the pain.

Luo Wenge understood what this meant, Jibuha couldn't beat that mysterious royal family, so it was really like what Xiao Yulan said, only Jibuha could be caught.

It wouldn't be a loss if Jibuha could be caught. The new mighty general of Northern Xinjiang still has some value.

"Young Master Luo is really quick-witted." Ji Buha held back for a long time and said dryly.

Luo Wenge said with a smile: "Miao Zan, you have been in Changle City for a few days, how do you feel here?"

"Very good, people like the local customs very much." Ji Buha had a look of longing on his face, he really liked this place.

Luo Wenge closed his eyes, his eyes were cold and heartless, and his tone was still kind: "How is it compared to Beijiang?"

Jibuha didn't turn his head, and said without thinking, "It's better than Beijiang, so my son and I plan to..."

Before Jibuha finished speaking, he was interrupted by a slightly low magnetic male voice, the man said: "Jibuha, did you hit it off with Mr. Luo?"

Jibuha, who was named, was so excited that he was almost caught by Luo Wenge's words without paying attention. This person's gentle and harmless face really made it easy for people to relax their vigilance. Jibuha suddenly had a different feeling for Luo Wenge.

As expected of the person Xu Yingping scratched his head and wanted to get rid of, he had such a city at such a young age.

Ji Buha didn't dare to look at Luo Wenge, and turned to face the speaker: "Mr. Luo has a kind face, I like it."

"Then what do you think of us taking Mr. Luo back to northern Xinjiang?" The speaker finally showed his true face, similar to Jibuha, but with more imposing features and an extraordinary taste.

When Luo Wenge saw those gloomy eyes, he was sure that this person was the one who fought against Xiao Yulan that day.

Neither of the two men from Northern Xinjiang ran away, and they tried to take him away. Luo Wenge calmly said, "In the eyes of the young master, Luo is an object?"

Mr. Yuan raised his eyebrows thickly, with a playful expression: "Of course not. As we all know, Mr. Luo is extremely talented. He is a rare three-yuan and number one scholar. He is handsome and handsome. How can he be an item?"

"Since that's the case, why did you ask Jibuha to bring Luo back to northern Xinjiang without asking Luo's opinion?" Luo Wenge's expression was naturally friendly, and he spoke forcefully.

Mr. Yuan tasted some toughness, and he was not angry at his words. He said back and forth: "Mr. Luo may not know that we northern Xinjiang men will fight for whatever we like, whether it is suitable or not, as long as we like it." , all in the bag.”

What a shameless remark.

Luo Wenge laughed when he heard this: "According to your son, your Northern Xinjiang royal family will find ways to get it when they see our Ning Dynasty territory?"

Mr. Yuan was full of admiration, and couldn't help walking towards him: "Mr. Luo's ability to draw inferences from one instance to others amazes me. With this intelligence alone, I also want Mr. Luo to go to northern Xinjiang as a guest to see the sunrise and sunset on the prairie. "

Luo Wenge restrained his expression, and said wearily: "No need, I have a lot of problems. I don't drink tea unless it's made with morning dew, and I don't eat it unless it's weird. The taste is tricky, and the body is delicate and expensive. You have a strong taste in northern Xinjiang. It’s either crude tea or roasted mutton every day, it’s inevitable that it will smell after a long time, and I can’t smell it.”

Mr. Yuan was not angry at all when he heard his insinuations. The more he was like this, the more interesting Mr. Yuan found him.

"Then if I build a Changle City for you in northern Xinjiang, which is exactly the same as here, would you like to go?"

Luo Wenge looked at Young Master Yuan in disbelief, and said with a smile for a while: "You can call it Changle City when you just set up a random place and put people there to mess with it? Sometimes people don't talk big, they will be struck by lightning."

The sarcasm filled his face, even a fool could feel Luo Wenge's dislike.But Mr. Yuan pretended not to know: "That might as well, Mr. Luo will go to the northern border with me to have a look. If you really don't like it, I will send Mr. Luo back. You should go out to relax. I heard that Mr. Luo has been in Changle City since he was a child. , I have never traveled far, so it is necessary to go to northern Xinjiang."

Luo Wenge could tell that this person just wanted him to go to northern Xinjiang.

why?

I can't figure it out, this is the second time he has met them, and if they don't know the origin, just ask if you don't understand. He asked sincerely, "Why are you so obsessed with letting me go to northern Xinjiang?"

"Because I won't coax you to the northern border, I can only reluctantly kill you." Mr. Yuan said the most terrifying words in the most gentle tone, with a tender expression on his face, as if he saw his sweetheart.

Luo Wenge didn't care at all, and just said: "Then young master can try to see if he can kill me."

"Why are you so obsessed with obsession?" Young Master Yuan sighed, "Do you know? I take the risk of inviting you here today, and I am taking a huge risk. This place is under the care of Xu Yingping, so it is inevitable that someone will notice me. , You said you want him to see you coming here, what will happen?"

"I will want to kill you first." Luo Wenge said flatly.

Mr. Yuan looked at him curiously, as if he couldn't understand: "Why are you so hostile to me? This is the second time you and I have met, and I asked myself if I have done anything wrong to you. Didn't you even give me a chance to be friends? ?”

Luo Wenge laughed when he heard this, his smile was so bright that he almost burst into laughter, and he asked after laughing for a long time: "If one day you meet a foreigner at your door, I will tell you when you come up, this place is really nice, I will definitely get it if I want it, my name will be written here in the future, and you can come here often as a friend, how do you feel?"

Young Master Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the friendship and peace he had pretended before was completely gone: "I will find a way to snatch the place that belongs to me."

"I'm different from you. When this foreigner expresses his true thoughts, I will directly cut off all his thoughts and let him go home in despair." Luo Wenge also narrowed his eyes, said the last word, biting his teeth tone.

Mr. Yuan's face darkened: "That means Mr. Luo refuses to cooperate with me?"

"Working with you is not the same as Xu Yingping?" Luo Wenge said.

Young Master Yuan sneered: "You look down on him very much."

"I didn't look down on him. I despised him the moment I knew he was collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, understand?" Luo Wenge said arrogantly. His expression was disdainful, even disgusting, which showed that Xu Yingping was indeed worthless in his heart.

All Mr. Yuan's understanding of Luo Wenge came from superficial information, but seeing this person was different from what he had heard.

Young Master Yuan frowned and looked at him: "Aren't you afraid of death?"

"Afraid." Luo Wenge said indifferently, and then asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Young Master Yuan suddenly smiled and said: "Of course I'm afraid, you are afraid of death, and you know that I won't give you the evidence, so you still come? Do you think I won't kill you, or do you think you can walk out of me safe and sound?"

"I just want to see what the person who has coaxed Xu Yingping for several years looks like." Luo Wenge said, looking at Mr. Yuan seriously, "But he has one nose and two eyes, and he hasn't grown superhuman. No matter how he looks wrong, he is willing to listen to your drawing Where's the pancake?"

"It seems that you know a lot about me and him, so it's even more impossible to keep you."

"It's useless for you to kill me. I've already prepared all the evidence of your collusion." Luo Wenge paused, and looked up at the sky. "At this time, Your Majesty should have it."

Young Master Yuan's eyes were dark and fierce, staring at him seemed to be on fire: "Luo Wenge, you really have the capital to make people want to kill."

Luo Wenge smiled: "I'll just take it as you are praising me."

Mr. Yuan couldn't laugh: "You didn't come here alone."

"How do you know?" Luo Wenge asked in surprise.

Young Master Yuan felt that he was treating himself as a fool, and said coldly: "If you were alone, how dare you speak so much without restraint? Luo Wenge, you are not the only smart person in this world."

If the other party thinks so, Luo Wenge is willing to fool people with vague words: "I let you see it."

Mr. Yuan thought about what the monarch had told him before he left, so he shouldn't attack him blatantly. Then he thought about something, and he pretended to be clever to lure him over. If he was going to trick him, he set up many traps and waited for him to be caught. Then he asked Xiao Yulan to write a letter. If it is handed over to Beijiang, then he will end his career in the officialdom.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yuan has the intention to retreat.

If others were to be caught by mistake here, the monarch would not send someone to catch him, he would die as soon as he died, and he would not waste money in vain.

Mr. Yuan can't make fun of his own life. Only by living can he have a chance to inherit the throne.

"You are really cunning, you really can't underestimate you, you want to catch me?"

Luo Wenge raised his eyebrows, vaguely revealing that meaning: "No, in fact, I lied earlier, thinking that you would really give me the evidence because of my boldness in coming here."

Mr. Yuan couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or not, and he was confused: "If I give it to you, will you let me go?"

Luo Wenge heard a deep meaning from these few words, this person is very afraid of being arrested, why?

Is it worthless after being caught, or is it equivalent to being discarded after being caught?

Nothing more than these two reasons, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why this person asked such a question, and if he were to be right, then Jibuha would be more useful than this person.

On the balance, Luo Wenge felt that Ji Buha should be caught if he wanted to.

"I can think about it."

He acted so well that Mr. Yuan hesitated.

Luo Wenge felt that there was something wrong with this person, he changed back and forth too quickly, not blunt but suspicious.

In less than a cup of tea, the two guessed each other's thoughts, but neither of them could guess it accurately, because there was not enough information to fully understand.

Mr. Yuan retreated to the door with a smirk: "Mr. Luo, why don't you come here first? Actually, I didn't take the evidence you wanted, so I sent it to Xu Yingping directly. What's the relationship between him and Shen Jue?" ,you know too."

Luo Wenge did know, but it didn't mean he was fooled that much. He also smirked and said, "You didn't listen to the neighbors when you went out occasionally in the city?"

Mr. Yuan stopped breathing for a moment, and even the common people in the city said that as long as there are people with eyes in this place, there will be no secrets.

This is a miscalculation and the result of arrogance.

My own decision was wrong from the very beginning, I shouldn't have wanted to win over others so much, I wanted to kidnap Wen Yiyi and force Wen Tianzhong to meet on the spur of the moment.There will be a stalemate today, all due to the impact of bursting self-confidence.

"Where did Yuan Jiaojiao go, do you want me to repeat it?" Luo Wenge said unhurriedly, "It seems that I need to show you the way."

Luo Wenge knew that the shadow guard was definitely by his side, he was still in the courtyard at this time, and the shadow guard could hear what he said, so he raised his hand and said softly: "My lord sent me an arrow, then I'll reciprocate it as well. Send arrows."

Before the words were finished, a cloud-piercing arrow came through the air, passed directly in front of Ji Buha, and shot at the feet of Mr. Yuan. If he hadn't subconsciously stepped back half a step, it would be difficult to say where the arrow landed.

Mr. Yuan stared blankly at the arrow at his feet, his forehead was covered with sweat unexpectedly, he really didn't expect Luo Wenge to do such a thing.

Luo Wenge wanted to achieve the deterrent effect, so he kept his heart in his stomach: "Do you believe me?"

Mr. Yuan felt that this place could not stay any longer. He touched his cuff for a long time, threw out a letter, and turned around: "Jibha, let's go!"

Ji Buha seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and following the order of Young Master Yuan, the two disappeared before Luo Wenge's eyes like ghosts, leaving only a letter to remind him that they were there just now.

Going alone, relying on a few shadow guards behind him, he frightened people away with a few vague words. This was something Luo Wenge didn't expect, let alone that the letter on the ground was really what he wanted.

Luo Wenge held the paper written like a riddle on it, dumbfounded.

What is the picture that lured him over here?

The master and servant who escaped one after another looked behind them to make sure no one was chasing them, and stopped at a remote tea stand.

Jibuha didn't quite understand: "Young master, why are we running?"

"If you don't run, how can you have a reason to pass things over?" Mr. Yuan said.

He came to Changle City to issue a military order, and he wanted to go back empty-handed. I am afraid that the monarch will not spare him, not to mention turning the Ning Dynasty upside down, and he will not let it continue to be peaceful.

From the current point of view, it is not easy to really stir up the situation. With Luo Wenge around, this person's ability to calm right and wrong is too strong.

Now that things have come to an end, Luo Wenge has no choice but to get rid of.

also.

Young Master Yuan immediately decided to kill Luo Wenge. If he killed someone, he could give Xu Yingping an explanation, and by the way, let Xu Yingping voluntarily contribute to the final role.

In the eyes of Mr. Yuan, Xu Yingping is almost the same as a dead person.

Jibuha seemed to understand, followed behind Mr. Yuan, completely acting as a helper, and said: "When does Mr. Yuan plan to do it?"

Mr. Yuan thought for a while, then walked forward: "Then you really have to think about it."

When Jiang Lin brought Xie Wenxuan to the gate of the yard, he saw Luo Wenge who was bored stomping in the snow. He had nothing to do, he was absent-minded and kicking the snow to think about things.

Xie Wenxuan glanced at Jiang Lin, knowing the character of the other party, otherwise he would suspect that he was being teased.

Xie Wenxuan stepped forward: "Where is the person?"

Luo Wenge's thoughts came back, and he couldn't tell what his expression was: "Run away."

Xie Wenxuan twitched his brows: "Run away?"

Luo Wenge himself felt that this was a joke, and heaved a long sigh: "If I hadn't waited for a long time by myself, I would have suspected that I would scare people away with thousands of troops."

Xie Wenxuan was speechless for a moment, and asked again: "Did you get what you wanted?"

Luo Wenge handed over the paper: "That's all, show it to Cao Cheng later, and let him confirm it."

A trace of strangeness flashed across Xie Wenxuan's face: "This is quite strange."

Luo Wenge was silent for a while: "I always feel that he gave it to me on purpose, but I can't see what his intentions are."

"Jiang Lin said that these are the two people from northern Xinjiang that Xu Yingping took care of. They kidnapped Wen Yiyi in the street last time?" Xie Wenxuan asked.

Luo Wenge kicked the snow again: "Well, it's them, I know they have contacts with Xu Yingping, so this hand-robbed evidence is sent here again, is it to avenge Xu Yingping and express their affection? Then they see me with an excuse, It should have a purpose."

Xie Wenxuan looked at the eye paper: "This is a place to hide things. Cao Cheng is quite careful about hiding evidence."

"Pretending to be smart." Luo Wenge said, seeing Xie Wenxuan with several people behind him, looking back at the small abandoned courtyard, "You ask someone to go in and search it."

This is the process that should be followed. Xie Wenxuan waved his hand, and the guards behind him filed in, running around to search, even though they may find nothing, but they still have to do what they should do.

"How is Murong Yu's progress?" Singer Luo Wen put it into his sleeves, warming his slightly cold hands.

He didn't like to put all his eggs in one basket, and he was more inclined to wait for Murong Yu when it came to checking Qujing's evidence for Shen Jue's work.

Before Xie Wenxuan came, he had studied that piece of paper, and it was not a material that Ning Chao would use.

The Ningchao paper comes from the south of the Yangtze River. It is as delicate as a gentle woman in the south of the Yangtze River, and the corners are also soft when you tear it off. The paper in his hand is different. It feels rough, and it is faintly sharp when you tear it off. taste.

Luo Wenge had never been to Northern Xinjiang, but he was looking through the files in Dali Temple before, and he had seen a detailed analysis of the differences in customs and customs between the two countries. The paper in Northern Xinjiang described on it was exactly the same as the one in his hand.

If it is true that what is written on this paper, which looks like hide-and-seek, it is better to say that Cao Cheng was a bait in the first place.

Inducing them to investigate Shen Jue thoroughly, why did the people from northern Xinjiang do this?

This round of guessing made Luo Wenge's head ache, and he really wanted to arrest the Northern Xinjiang man and force him to question him.

Xie Wenxuan's face was cold, and he said stiffly: "I don't know."

Luo Wenge was stunned for a moment, then reflexively asked, "Did you two quarrel?"

Xie Wenxuan was silent, apparently he didn't want to say too much about admitting the quarrel with Murong Yu.

Luo Wenge tilted his head and looked at Xie Wenxuan rather curiously, with a teasing tone: "When I left the palace, you two were fine. It hasn't been more than half a day, and you got into a fight?"

Xie Wenxuan didn't understand either, and said calmly, "After the interrogation of Cao Cheng, on the way back to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, there was a little unpleasantness about Shen Jue and Xu Yingping's appointment in the early court."

Luo Wenge understood, the thunder that was planted by the unhappiness last night was just crushed today.

He squinted at Xie Wenxuan: "I don't ask too many questions, just don't bring your emotions to the case, you can do whatever you want in private."

Xie Wenxuan heard the meaning, and glanced back at him: "He and I are not what you think."

"I didn't say anything, you don't need to rush to explain." Luo Wenge said slowly, whether it is true or not, it's all their business, it's best for him as an outsider not to ask.

Xie Wenxuan felt that the more he explained, the more he wanted to cover up, so he simply didn't say anything, raised the paper in his hand and asked, "Do you want to take this evidence?"

"Take it." Luo Wenge looked at the dazzling sun rising into the sky, and squinted his eyes slightly due to the strong light, "Everyone else is sending it to you, why don't you take it?"

Xie Wenxuan walked along the street with him, not too far,